Nongmen eldest sister: Farming and opening shops

Chapter 60

Seeing her carrying a large basket full of vegetables, Lin Qingsong hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but was blocked by Lin Qinghe: "It's heavy, I'll do it."

It's been brought back from such a long distance, and it's not too short of a moment.

After a glance, he found that he had already filled the water tank at home, and nodded his head in satisfaction. Now this kid knows what to do without being told, and he has made great progress.

Lin Qingmiao held a simple account book made of straw paper, and a carbon stick in the other hand, walked over and asked, "Sister, how much did you pay for the vegetables?"

"Two pennies."

Then, she started to record it in the account book, flipped through the previous records casually, snapped her fingers a few more times, shook her head and sighed: "I really need money for everything!"

I didn't expect her to say such a sentence, the children are from every family, Lin Qinghe almost didn't laugh when she saw it.

"It's actually very cheap to buy such a large basket for two pennies." This will be left to future generations. Vegetables are more expensive than serious grains.

"But other people's homes don't have this expense. The food will be finished soon, and you have to buy it again." She pointed to the records in the account book, and said, "Look, our food will be sold in five days." Gotta buy."

Lin Qinghe stared at the vegetable basket for a few times. The vegetable basket in their family is not small. It is full of vegetables. She will not be able to eat so many vegetables in a month in future generations.

But why do they all have big appetites now? Except for Lin Qingbai who eats less, she and Lin Qingsong can eat as two people alone. Lin Qingmiao is the youngest, but her appetite is also very good. It's even bigger.

A meal, almost half of the dishes, half of the corn porridge, fills the stomach.

The consumption of dishes is indeed huge.

She tentatively said: "How about we plant a vegetable field in the open space next to the house, and it's just right to plant it in spring."

Hearing this, the two nodded vigorously.

"Then we open a vegetable field, do we need to pay taxes?" Lin Qingmiao asked, Lin Qingsong hadn't thought of this at all.

The produce in the field is not all owned by the family, and some of them have to be taxed. All the adults and children in the village know this.

"A small piece of vegetable land is not a serious and fertile field, so you don't need to pay taxes." Lin Qinghe shook his head, but then said: "It's just that the land next to our house is wasteland, which has never been planted before. If it is reclaimed to grow vegetables, the vegetables will grow." It must not look as good as other people's."

Another thing is that none of them know how to farm the land. If they really want to grow vegetables, it is hard to say whether they can grow vegetables alive.

"I'll ask Hei Ya, she has helped her family grow vegetables, so she must understand."

Lin Qinghe nodded in relief: "Okay, then our family's vegetable field depends entirely on you."

Hearing this, Lin Qingmiao suddenly felt that the responsibility was heavy, but she was also obliged to do so. She patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

The job of growing vegetables can be entrusted to her, but the job of reclaiming the wasteland has to be done by their siblings.

Without further ado, the siblings found the tools at home, and first cleaned up the weeds, stones, etc. on the open space next to the house. There were a lot of weeds, piled aside, dried and burned to ashes Fat, small stones are thrown far away, and large stones are piled on the edge of the ground.

It looks like an acre of land has been cleared, and the rest has to be turned over with a hoe, and their family doesn't even have a hoe.

"Let's dry it for two days, and then we'll plow the ground." At this time, she could just buy two hoes and come back.

Naturally, Lin Qingsong had no objection. He used to go to the village to play, but now he seldom goes there. He would take care of any work at home and help out.

"Tomorrow I'm going to the county to deliver preserved fruit, you go with me."

"Ah, I'll go too!" Lin Qingsong was a little happy. He hadn't been to the county seat for a long time, so he hesitated, "Where's the house?"

"Qing Miao is fine at home by himself, we should go back early."

She felt that Lin Qingsong's recent performance was very good, and he was much more stable than before. She took him to the county town a few times, and when he became familiar with him, she could directly entrust him to do things like delivering goods in the future.

He nodded vigorously and said, "Hey, listen to the eldest sister."

I heard that the eldest sister and the second brother are going to the county seat tomorrow, and Lin Qingmiao didn't intend to argue with her. There are so many chickens at home, it's impossible to be alone at home, and these chickens are also raised by her, so they can't eat a meal Hungry, and she's busy too.

She flipped through the account book casually: "I should buy the salt at home, and the paper for third brother's handwriting needs to be bought with a knife. By the way, the hatchet at home has a gap, should I buy a new one, or take it to the blacksmith shop for repairs? "

She flipped through the accounts and found it more and more interesting to look at. The accounts of the family came in and out, and everything was very clear at a glance. She thought that the method of keeping accounts was really wonderful.

When Lin Qinghe heard this, she felt pain in her heart. In this era, iron is relatively scarce, and iron products have become luxury goods, and the price remains high. There are iron arrows and various knives at home. These are all accumulated by her father for decades. It can be regarded as a wealth of the family.

"The hatchet can be used again, so there is no need to buy a new one. You can't save paper for calligraphy practice. You should practice more. Qingmiao's calligraphy has improved a lot recently."

Lin Qingmiao chuckled, and said to herself, if she didn't write the handwriting more neatly, if she couldn't read it in the account book, wouldn't it be a waste of work.

She has been really hardworking recently, asking her brother for words she can't write, and then writing them down carefully. She feels that she can already know a lot of words.

"Salt is also a must, and you can't lack it at home." Eating salt builds strength, cooking a large pot of vegetables every day, and the consumption of salt is not small.

Lin Qingmiao wailed: "It really costs money everywhere!"

Lin Qinghe laughed, and patted her head: "Don't always look at the expenditure, you also look at the income, we are not just sitting and eating, we have income."

"But the second brother said that there are not many fruits in the back mountain, and we can't make preserved fruits a few times." It's not like she doesn't know how to settle accounts, and the income is still very good.

"There is no preserved fruit. The fruit wine we brew will be sold soon. When the fruit wine is sold out, our chickens will grow up soon!"

Listening to her words, everyone thought along the line of thought, and it really is the same thing.

Lin Qingmiao thought for a while and said, "Sister, didn't you say that you need to buy some more chickens to raise them? I found that out of the 55 chickens, there may be 23 roosters that don't lay eggs."

If more than 30 chickens lay eggs, she feels that apart from her own food, the income from selling eggs may not be too much.

Lin Qinghe thought for a while and asked, "Can you take care of these chickens now?"

"I don't need to take care of them, they are all circled, and they won't run around. I just need to cut more grass to feed them every day, or catch more bugs."

"Okay, tomorrow we will buy some chickens and raise them together." Anyway, the land at the back of the mountain is wide, and the chicken pens are big enough. In addition to the food they feed, these chickens can also live in the weeds. Find something else to eat, it's good to feed.

(End of this chapter)